Chapter 177: All babies are cute
"Well, that may be true, but I haven’t really spoken to many of them recently. Nor have they tried to reach out while I’ve been going through this." Maria gave Andrew a look, her gaze contemplative.
"Did you tell anyone that you were going through a hard time?" She asked and Andrew flinched.
"Uh, no?" He said and she nodded slowly, staring at him.
"How are they supposed to know to reach out to you if you don’t tell them that you need help, Andy? We aren’t mind readers! Gosh, you’ve always been like this. You never tell anyone when you’re going through a hard time, and then disappear for weeks, sometimes years, and then show up like nothing has changed. I don’t hate that about you, but you need to get more honest. I hope you tell Max about when you’re having problems or else that man is going to eat you alive." Andrew laughed. He already knew that.
Andrew remembered what had happened when he’d almost had a stroke. At least, he was pretty sure that was what had happened. Michael had explained it a little bit better after he’d calmed down, and that was the closest example that he could give.
"You don’t have to worry about that, Maria. Max has already forced me to change some of my habits." She made a thoughtful noise in the back of her throat.
"So you’ve already been scolded, huh?" She said and Andrew couldn’t make eye contact with her. He glanced behind her, noticing a small cup up on the counter.
"Oh look! I think Hewett’s milk is up!" Andrew said and Maria gave him a pitying look. She sighed, shaking her head but she did turn and check the order. Maxwell joined them at that time, tucking his wallet back into his coat.
"Ah, did Hewie’s milkies come up first?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew and Maria stared at him. Maxwell gave them a strange look. "What? Did I say something wrong?" He asked and Maria shook her head.
"No, I just never expected that series of words to ever come out of someone like you’s mouth." She said and Maxwell laughed.
"Well, if you stay around, Maria, you’re going to have to get used to it. I’m going to be an Uncle sooner rather than later, so I better get used to this kind of talk. I know Amir is going to be all for it. It would be a wonderful thing if I was better at it then Ben." His smile took a slight malicious turn and Andrew felt his shoulders relax.